everything has its wonders
”I’m glad you like it,” Ronin said with a smirk; and it really did seem as though Sunjata appreciated the trinket, for all the jest it had been purchased in. None of it is personal. Something Ronin had to drum into his head to be able to spar with someone at all, and even then his fingers traitorously itched for it, his blood fizzed with it. He followed the other man into the ring after kicking off his shoes, not needing them where he was going.
”Good to hear it,” he said, nodding at Jata and raising his fists as well, feet moving slowly and carefully across the sand to circle his opponent. Once upon a time Ronin had been wiry and quick, and though the latter was still true, he was no longer the ambush brawler he’d once been. Still, he avoided jumping in too quick, wanting to make a measure of his friend first.
”Good to hear it,” he said, nodding at Jata and raising his fists as well, feet moving slowly and carefully across the sand to circle his opponent. Once upon a time Ronin had been wiry and quick, and though the latter was still true, he was no longer the ambush brawler he’d once been. Still, he avoided jumping in too quick, wanting to make a measure of his friend first.
even darkness and silence
